The birth of a persona.
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This has been hanging around in drafts for some time. Maybe I’ll remember what I was thinking about, one of these days. I have something scribbled somewhere with Delta Dirac Dawn, referring to the Dirac delta function. It must have had something to do with singularities, polarities, concepts of all or nothing being one and the same. Maybe the realization that this is me. Spinning so fast that I’m standing still. Ecstatically joyful and acutely anguished at the very same time. Coming to terms with who I am, an outlier, not hanging about under the bell curve.
